Today I get to show you not only another great image from the artist working on The Chosen but also a selection from one of its stories. Last week I introduced you to two of this game’s inhabitants and today I’ll show you another. This spider like creature is a truly terrifying beast and unless I’m given a flamethrower I don’t think I’d like to share a dark alley with this guy.
These are just some of the nightmarish creatures that come from Erebus, a universe which intersects with our own. The trick of it is that only a few people can actually see these creatures. For most of the rest of us, they remain an invisible danger. Only those few who can see them can actually fight these horrors. They are called, the Chosen.
To give you a better idea of what this game is like, Ed’s allowed me to share one of the early drafts from a piece that he’s written.
Enjoy the story and I’ll see you next time!
We all know the feeling. It’s the crawling sensation on the back of the neck, the insistent, niggling feeling that we’re being followed. It’s the feeling that there are eyes in the dark, watching. Waiting. In that moment, you know, you just know, that there is a clawed hand reaching toward the back of your head.
Sometimes we stay still and try to ignore the feeling. Sometimes we whirl around, but there’s nothing there. Then we laugh, pass it off as imagination, and go on with our lives.
But… what if… what if there really was something there, but you just weren’t able to see it?
Or perhaps you’re one of the people who can see…
Our world is under siege. Our existence is threatened.
The truth is that we’ve probably been living under the shadow of this threat for hundreds of years, since the first cases of Dark Fever were identified in Harbour City. I’ve lived here all my life, and I never gave it any thought. I never knew about the threat until just recently.
One moment, everything was normal, ordinary. The next thing I knew, an arm grabbed me around the stomach, forcing all of the air from my lungs like a giant vise. I fell to the ground, blacking out for a moment. When I opened my eyes, a land of dark greys was before me, the sand and the sky virtually indistinguishable. Standing over me was a creature like nothing I’ve ever seen. It had three mouths, and they murmured through jagged teeth while its long, lithe body coiled in preparation for attack. It had huge clawed hands that hovered over me, ready to slash with deadly purpose.
I tried to scramble away, scrabbling no more than a few inches across the dry ground, terror making my body disobedient and clumsy. The monster seemed to smile as it took a single step closer, making up the distance between us, raising its hand to strike.
That’s when she appeared.